Last night I watched a man die.
It was just a moment.
It could have been so insignificant.
It could have been just the blink of an eye.
It could have been, but it was so much more than that.
A life was lost.
The rescue workers did all they could.
The violent CPR compressions,
the sirens were screaming,
the doctors were waiting,
the machines were ready to shock into life again.
But life is not in our hands.
With all our modern knowledge and medicine and advancements-life is still so fragile, so precious.
Just a moment.
A MOMENT.
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